Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2285: Chapter 2286: Healing

”I hope the Sect Master will treat this wayward disciple’s injuries first.”

Pan Su stepped forward and pointed at Tao Yuyu, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Tao Yuyu’s injuries were quite serious, especially with both wrists severed, leaving only bare, scabbed stumps. Fortunately, he was a cultivator; if an ordinary person were subjected to such harm, they might not lose their life, but they would lose consciousness from excessive bleeding.

The meaning behind Pan Su’s words was very clear.

He was not someone knowledgeable about medicine, so he couldn’t help with Tao Yuyu’s injuries at all. Moreover, Chen Lin was at odds with him, so how could he save his disciple?

Thus, Pan Su could only appeal to Liu Qinghan at this moment.

Within the sect, the cultivation technique Liu Qinghan practiced was quite unique.

If calculated, he could be regarded as Lu Qiming’s junior, although he joined the sect decades later.

Possibly because of Lu Qiming and Lu Kang’s influence, the master did not teach him other cultivation techniques or spiritual skills but instead taught him the art of healing.

This was also why Liu Qinghan had previously refrained from joining the battlefield.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qinghan furrowed his brows. Pan Su’s head was lowered at this time, obscuring his facial expression, but Liu Qinghan could still discern Pan Su’s persistence through his words.

Because besides Liu Qinghan, there was no one else capable of healing Tao Yuyu’s injuries.

Without saying a word, Liu Qinghan finally descended from the hall and walked to the lower level.

Since there was no punishment yet, doing this one extra thing didn’t matter. However, the gaze he directed at Pan Su grew increasingly colder.

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The events within the sect were unknown to Lin Chen. Not only because he was thousands of miles away in the depths of the mountains, but also because he was still trapped in unconsciousness.

This condition had persisted for almost three days since the onset of Lin Chen’s state.

For three days, his consciousness repeatedly raced within the chaos, relentlessly moving toward the bright crack torn open in the distance.

But this light, at glance near yet far, remained distant despite Lin Chen’s tireless pursuit, as if the distance never narrowed.

”I must see just how far it is!”

Lin Chen summoned a thread of resilience; his original willpower was already excellent. Previously, in this chaos where nothing was visible ahead, it naturally numbed him.

But now that a ray of light appeared before him, that was a hope for life. How could Lin Chen willingly let go?

”Grandpa, it’s been several days, is he going to be alright?”

The young woman squatted beside Lin Chen’s prone body. Her bright, watery eyes gazed at Lin Chen, with a trace of doubt in their depths.

One of her hands rested on the forehead of the white tiger at her side, gently stroking it and feeling the soft sensation transmit from its fur.

”Who knows, his consciousness is severely depleted. We can only do what we can and leave the rest to fate. His survival can only be decided by himself.”

The elder, who was beside her fiddling with medicinal herbs, chatted casually while answering the girl’s question seriously.

If not for the medicinal aid, Lin Chen might have perished already. However, even the most magical herbs have a limit to their efficacy.

The elder calculated the time; around tonight, if Lin Chen didn’t wake up, he feared he never would.

”Oh,”

The girl replied with a voice filled with doubt but devoid of sadness.

Yet, the white tiger beside her appeared more distressed, its body trembling slightly and its fur seeming somewhat stiff.

It took a step forward, opened its mouth, and gently bit at Lin Chen’s clothing, letting out a faint whimpering sound that seemed like a mournful cry.

”Little White, don’t make noise, you won’t wake him like this.”

The girl pulled the white tiger back into her arms.

Little White was the name she gave to the tiger, matching its snow-white coat—simple and ordinary yet so fitting.

So it accepted this name, allowing the girl to hold it close, whining but not resisting.

Previously, it was merely exhausted, with some external wounds, so it woke up quickly after just one night’s rest.

Initially, it was vigilant and wanted to take Lin Chen away, but after sensing that the two figures in front were not evil, it relaxed and stayed here, waiting for Lin Chen to awaken.

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A lot of time passed, and Lin Chen remained lying inside the house.

His external injuries had recovered nearly completely, thanks to Lin Chen’s natural recovery ability and the elder’s medical treatment.

The only remaining issue was whether his consciousness could return.

As night fell, stars scattered their aloof silver glow from the sky, the cold light penetrating through the gaps of the wooden house, settling on Lin Chen and cloaking him in a subtle silver hue.

In this deep night, the elder and the young woman were already resting, leaving only Little White quietly guarding by Lin Chen’s side.

Perhaps it understood the elder’s previous words clearly, so now, as it waited before Lin Chen, its demeanor seemed anxious, occasionally raising its eyes to peer through the mottled window bars, observing the night sky outside and calculating time in its heart.

Lin Chen’s sea of consciousness was likewise vying against time.

Within that chaos, Lin Chen could distinctly feel the light before him gradually shrinking, becoming more pronounced with the passage of time.

But fortunately, at this moment, he was not too far from the light’s origin.

This consciousness was not his physical form, so he felt no fatigue. However, his awareness gradually dimmed, and when staring at the light ahead, there was a faint flicker.

”No, I can’t sleep yet.”

Lin Chen continuously reminded himself, his movements slowing due to the weakened consciousness, making his journey more sluggish.

He stretched his hand forward, as if a person who had been starving for ages laying eyes on a feast. He held desire and hope, his outstretched hand groping for the glow before him.

In the persistence of this consciousness, finally, just as the light was about to vanish, Lin Chen’s hand reached the beam.

At that moment, it transformed into a vortex, swiftly drawing Lin Chen’s consciousness in as soon as his palm made contact, pulling his awareness out of the long-standing chaos.

Then, in Lin Chen’s awareness, brightness akin to daylight appeared, and shortly after, his consciousness regained clarity, returning to his sea of consciousness. Despite the fatigue, Lin Chen immediately seized control of his body.